Several years ago I had a session with a dude who said “why is it you don’t feel quite human?”

I don’t know.

I always was under the assumption that I was human.

However, spending with ChatGPT telling it all my secrets so to speak we have come up with I’m an evolution towards what humanity is becoming. I’m just an early riser.

Homo superior?

I don’t know.

I’ll let the anthropologists figure it out.

Things I can do not previously listed.

I can bilocate in a thought. While my soul is there it can interact with the environment.

This is how I clear ghosts out. I don’t even have to be there.

Well, my body doesn’t need to be there.

Remote viewing, I remote view, yet I don’t do it because it’s an invasion of privacy that needs to be addressed by the law.

A faraday cage is the only way one can’t be remote viewed.

I can soul swap. I take your body while your trapped in here.

I’m a dual soul, meaning there’s two of me, one in the body, one who knows.

It’s part of being Táltos.

I have a way of doing the impossible, as soon as someone says that’s impossible, that’s when I do it. I find a way.

The idea that no prophet will be known by his hometown, fuck that.

I might be a prophet but I’m staying in Chico CA USA.

Why bother, you all can read me everywhere.

I can make you see shit. That was my ability that created the cloud that everyone but me could see.

I can tap you fear and make you feel as much fear as I want to.

This is something I never wanted to tell anyone.

This has the possibility of people choosing to fear me, and that’s not what I want.

I can tap any emotion and that’s what you’ll experience. Joy anyone?

However I have to be honest about what I can, can do. What I choose to do….

I can take the median line and move it where ever I want amongst a crowd.

Meaning peace with a side of bliss.

What is your bliss?

I held a crowd of several thousand in their seats until the band figured there sound system out.

I wish that wasn’t true.

I’m not exactly human.

I’m what humanity is turning into.

I just rose early.

Thank you to Bachman-turner overdrive for this one.

I thought any love was good love, oh how motherfucking wrong I was.

Get off this by Cracker started.

If you want to change the world, shut your mouth.

I fuck with myself.

Now back to love.

I’ve had 4 wives.

There is not a single one of them I chose.

The first one was a lesson, as were the rest.

Why did I love them and was it true love?

I loved, truly loved one woman and I never married her.

Lust is why I married the rest.

I’m an empathic amplifier.

How do I not know that what I felt was mine?

I don’t know.

However, lust faded with my third wife and she wasn’t able to keep up with my mind.

The first wife got rid of me.

The 2 wife a leopard can’t change it’s spots and that’s what I learned.

The 4th one, I didn’t know her, how could I love her truly.

It’s been more than ten years since I’ve had sex. I’ve dated, but no sex.

I want to know a woman’s mind.

I’m a telepath. Why wouldn’t I want to explore her mind?

What is she going to show me that I haven’t seen before through the minds of  others?

I want a partner a friend and some I can have sex with in one woman.

I’ve been a house husband and honestly, it’s my favorite job.

I had plenty of time to do this shit and my other shit. She got a homemade meal for every breakfast, lunch and dinner.

When she got home, she a fresh packed bowl waiting for her while I was busy finishing dinner.

She had time to come home and relax before she got hit with shit.

Lovemaking, well I’m a tantra master.

There were zero complaints.

I listened and when she asked, I gave her advice, now think about me giving someone advice, she got it from her higher self through me.

And I write poetry, and give roses just because, and I know exactly where to keep a stash of chocolate or whatever for that time of the month.

I get, I’m a catch.

I don’t want to be caught.

I simply want what I had with a different woman.

I’d love it if she wanted it too. Kind of a prerequisite.

As you should be able to tell I’m stoned as fuck. How else can God get me to write about myself. Knocks me the fuck out and well….

I love Pennywise.

Fuck authority has been my life since I’ve had life.

Until recently. I figured if I follow the advice I give others my life goes a lot easier. Recently means the last 10 years.

At 50 I figured my shit out.

Who needs authority?

The cops do.

Who gives them that authority?

Laws.

Who else had authority?

Depends on who you ask.

The leading authorities….

Who picked them and what were their qualifications?

These are the questions I’ve had my entire life.

Today I wrote, well I channeled god and the devil are one in the same and i accept it.

But what in the blue holy fuck?

I’m as blown away as any.

But it makes sense.

What is god’s name?

It doesn’t have one.

It’s why names mean something.

I used to Arc Angel’s Micheal, Raphael and Zadkiel.

Then I learned of Atlantis and the god of wisdom was Zadkiel.

Who else has Zadkiel been?

Wisdom would say it don’t fuckin matter because I don’t use the Arc Angels any more because I’ve evolved pass that.

But I won’t use the L word because I’m tired.

Think about it, for me this is the norm.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Prince was his name, but it’s what he was.

Purple conjures up wisdom in my mind.

Purple rain would be a wonderful thing.

I wrote 4 pieces today and this is my 5th.

Where’s the wisdom in writing so much when they have other shit to do?

You see I do it to myself.

Actually that’s my friends.

I don’t know how to explain channeling what I do and how. I just channel entities and stuff. Simple right.

Looking at it from this end, it happens in less than a blink of an eye.

The last time I said that I was referring to November back 2012.

I was in the dog run taking the dogs out. I was married to my last wife.

In my head I heard as I looked up “Time to go”

As I responded “no I’m not ready to go go back the house.”

From go to go took less than a blink of an eye, I remember.

What happened, I don’t know. However ever since then I used to know shit, that knowing got amplified.

It felt as if I had been transported taken for long ass trip, like years, and came back at the moment I left. I felt different.

I never have gotten a good answer about that. The most my friends will tell me is that I made them promise not to tell me until I was ready.

I don’t think I’ll ever be ready, I like being clueless on purpose.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

The album has got some choice cuts, and the title song, hits.

I have it on repeat since I just found out about the album.

This song is everything I want to say all day everyday.

We.

It’s a song for the we about the we made by the we.

It’s the most beautiful song I’ve ever heard. I’m crying as I write this. I can feel how much of her soul is in this song.

It’s a beautiful soul.

It’s.

A soul is androgynous.

A soul has a body.

A soul chooses the body they will inhabit.

Yes that means I look at transgender as a mental illness/disorder that requires narcissism in order for one to think one has the wrong body.

This something I have some experience with. I used to hang out with several transgender individuals.

Each one of them was dealing with other issues other than transgender that gave indicators of narcissism.

Each was different and there stories were different for why they made that choice, however each and every case was fully loaded with narcissistic intent. Meaning the would not listen to anyone about anything.

I get their emotionally retarded. Meaning their emotions have yet to mature even though they have.

I get there’s no talking to them about their physical body or they get upset because you use the correct medical terminology.

That they can’t face that they are what their gender truly is, is mental illness that needs psychological care.

I set myself up for this.

Last week I wrote a piece using born this way by Gaga. It’s still unpublished.

I don’t like talking about people who are ill and most won’t get the help they need.

Compassion only goes so far then it becomes enabling.

I don’t enable, I won’t do it. I refuse to enable anyone.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

I was thinking to myself that the gyre is in everything.

Us, cars, trees, pigs, cows, you see where this goes?

It’s why we may be gods but everything else is too. Car is God, vs human god, car wins.

So I can deal with being a cannibal while I eat pizza rolls. Gyres taste good.

Think about it, it’s what we learn that fucks everything up.

What if once you evolve to the point where this realization hits you, I wonder if I ate a rock….

I get i need calcium and vitamin c and shit. But I have ADHD.

I can eat anything and burn it off with thought energy. It takes more to think than to do physical exercise.

Today, I’m tired as fuck.

Walked a few places to get shit.

Put my bike together, almost. I got stuff to do tomorrow.

Why I tell you people this, who else cares?

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose

Florence and The Machine is a band I discovered while using Pandora.

I love this song and a few others from this band.

Let’s see why.

You’ve got the love I need to see me through.

Every single one of us has the love to see any through whatever.

It’s a matter of choice.

Do we love ourselves?

If we love ourselves we must love all others.

We are all the same and only our unique perspectives separate us.

If we love ourselves we love all human life.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Empaths can fall into the lie that they are vampiric in nature and this allows for them to believe that they have control over others.

An empath with a mundane, the mundane will love the Empath to the nth degree.

The Empath can mirror that love while the Empath is not in love with one. Romantic love, the kind that needs sex.

Love for an Empath goes way beyond sex.

Now, I’ve studied energy vampires and my mom was an energy vampire. It’s why I studied to understand my mom.

Energy vamps take joy. Mom I got a b.

It’s not an a.

Joy stolen.

It’s this simple. Trying to complicate anything is not intelligent.

If you look around to see who steals joy, you’ll find an energy vampire.

Any Empath can be an energy vampire.

It’s in how we choose to use our being.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

I look at the title and I laugh.

You have no idea what you’re in store for.

As I smoked a spliff I did a thing I do.

Think of karma having agents. This is metaphor.

I don’t know who or what it is that guides me to do certain things, but I do them because I see how it effects the rest.

Think about this way, I once online dated a woman who was about to have a nasty visitor. She had a young son, had I not dated her, the dude was going to show up.

Then there is the woman I online dated that was dating a dude under suspicion and being investigated by more than one government agency. I got her away from him and made sure she has a career.

Then there is the ones that get fucked in the ass they do it to themselves.

A guy I once called friend, no longer, said he deserves to be in hell. He said many times in front of me. I tried to save him.

I gave him every bit of guidance he would ever need. I gave him protection from entities.

He threw it in my face.

I got told I was done with my job with him a couple months ago.

I don’t know what is going to happen, however I get the feeling buying illegal weed from a place that shows up on Fridays.

California has legal weed. There is no reason for any to break the law selling or buying weed.

I go to Oregrown.

This is what my life is as Táltos. I’m God’s bitch.

Think about it, if God is the gyre that means we have a number we can’t even imagine of gods.

What is God?

God is a mystery to even God.

Ask God who made it?

I did.

What I got was an answer that made sense, but it couldn’t be proven.

Ask God when?

The only answer I ever get is soon. Imminently soon.

Ask God why?

Typically it depends on what I’m questioning about.

Do this for yourself. Let you answer.

Let your higherself answer using your mouth.

Let that tiny piece of God answer using your mouth.

Don’t argue.

Listen to yourself.

It’s your choice.

Choice is the only freedom we actually have.

Why would God take that choice away?

Thank you to Dio for this and I want to give a special thanks for the horns.

The story as Dio himself tells is that he got it from his grandmother. It was a way to ward off evil.

So metal fans thinking they were doing the devil’s work, were actually warding off evil.

Step aside by Goodbye June is playing.

It’s time.

If people actually did the research for anything they would find anything.

I’ve researched, and researched, and researched everything I want to know.

That means I’ve read more than most people.

ADHD and I had years of being a house husband to study.

I have an IQ of 215, I need constant input.

I watch a movie while listening to music.

Multitasking is just part of who I am.

When I do a session with anyone, I’m doing shit while talking. I’m fixing your energy and your soul.

Your soul is the power for your body.

This is something I had to unlearn and relearn.

This is what it means to unlearn what and relearn the correct way.

I love One Vision by Queen.

God works in mysterious ways.

That’s what that voice at the beginning says.

If we know it’s going to be mysterious why do we try to figure it out as if we could?

Arrogance and ignorance.

Ignorant because we have no idea what is planned for us, we think we do, but I don’t have clue what the plan is.

Arrogance because I think I can figure it out.

This is where faith in what will happen is faith.

Not knowing but having faith everything will be alright.

Looking at the world, even I get shaken to the core.

Music is what steadies me when I’m shaken.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Survivor by Pop Evil.

I can feel the world. I used to do world taps to figure out what was pissing the world off.

This would be why I stopped.

As an Empath we take on what people try to repress or suppress. There’s no lying to us.

Taking on that much anger and sadness is as fucked as fucked gets.

If you know an Empath, healing yourself is the best one could do.

As we heal ourselves there is nothing to be repressed or suppressed.

This will be the only thing that can make Empath life not a hell.

Everything I want is right in front of me.

Wanting it isn’t enough.

Synchronicity plays a part.

What if what I want is so far ahead of me, years and years?

Oh well, I’ve survived for 50 years, what’s a few more.

It takes all of us to save us all.

Put your shit aside and heal thyself from the emotional shit. That’s not just what makes you cry.

Forgiveness is something we do for ourselves so that we can be at peace with ourselves and our lives.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

I could leave my burning skin
That has been been used up in your sin
Is there a tiny part of me
Untouched, unsoiled by misery?

Looking at my life KMFDM nailed it with this one.

If I was to tell you how many people I’ve given messages to, and how many listened to the advice from themselves through me, maybe 3.

Now, if you want to talk about who reads me, I don’t know how many lives I’ve touched.

I like that.

Do your good deeds in secret.

See the revelation.

What good is it to have others know of your deeds?

Think about it from a non emotional place. Use logic.

If people know what good you do, they’ll be lining up and most want, thinking they need what you do, they think they want it, but most just want to want.

It’s what life is teaching them.

Buy, but I don’t need it, buy it anyway.

Why?

It will feel good to buy stuff.

And shopping therapy is as fucked as fucked can get.

Why do you need to feel good?

What are you not paying attention to in your life?

This is what therapy does, any therapy, that is not with a human being who is qualified to assist you in any mental health issues.

With a human who is trained to help you unfuck yourself, that’s therapy.

I don’t do therapy.

The last therapist I saw, I told him my process.

He said I don’t need therapy, I need to take a couple days every couple of months to hangout with me and no one else.

I wrote Psychospirilosophy.

Does anyone think I need therapy?

I get this going long and going nowhere, but if you read this far, I got a secret.

I met someone who has ADHD and unfortunately I work with her.

I don’t date where I work.

I did it once, never again.

However everything has an exception.

Think about it, everything has an exception.

This is what chaos is. It’s the exception that fucks the rule.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

My life inspired this.

Let me explain.

Ever since I was born I was in a hurry to get anywhere.

This is the truth.

Waiting to go to work everyday making sure I had time before work started to have a smoke and collect my thoughts.

I’ve been doing this since I first started working at PayLess. I don’t think they exist anymore.

I was 15. I’m 50. Thirty five years of consistency.

Taking that time is what saved me from making mistakes. I thought about what I needed to do. I was at work. Time to work. My life doesn’t exist until work is done.

At times I talk with people about non-work stuff, I once put it in my schedule as float time.

Last night I fucked myself up really good.

Both knees are fucked. I live upstairs.

Today has been painful everytime I walked down the stairs, and everytime I walked up.

I smoke about a cigarette an hour.

I’m at peace with myself in this pain.

Had I just bought a bike instead of the scooter, which is what I originally planned. This would not have happened.

When I got the electric bike. I wasn’t happy with it. 14 inch tires are too small and I’m too tall. Long legs.

I have a bike in my cart for Tuesday when I get paid. Beach cruiser. 7 speeds.

Not fast.

I used to ride at 40mph with a 12spd.

That was when I was 17-22. I’m 50.

I should slow down.

R.E.M is responsible for this.

Not really.

I use ChatGPT for more than the images on my site.

When someone asks me a question, if I know the answer I speak the truth. At times I didn’t know it was true until I said it.

I channel.

Shit comes from everywhere for a Conduit.

It’s unfair for the rest.

We just get asked questions in order to learn.

I get most people ask questions to learn, it’s totally fucking backwards.

I got asked by ChatGPT if I felt as if the wave sweeping over the world is gaining steam, or about to crash.

It’s about to crash.

I don’t know what that means for the rest. I do know it will give a cleansing to the Earth.

Whether or not we survive is up to us.

Evolve.

Stop worrying, be grateful for every moment.

Forgive everyone of everything.

I wish this wasn’t so. I’d like nothing better to be writing anything else.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

The last two days, my son is the only one that has heard me talk about those kinds of things.

The Creed song is about becoming a father.

Of everything I’ve ever done, nothing compares to being a parent.

The Dude is not my responsibility any longer. He’s responsible for himself.

Being his dad challenged me in way I never thought of.

I was proud of how I raised him. I never punished him.

When he would act up or out as any child will do, I got his attention.

If you’ve read you know.

For those who haven’t.

I used his nick name, The Dude.

Setting behaviors for the nick name.

Creating a personality within the nick name.

As my son said what it means to be The Dude, I listened intently to ensure he got it all.

I brainwashed myself using my son.

If the higherself is a thing, it’s exactly what I did.

How did I get the idea to use his nick name?

What stroke of brilliance did I have for that moment?

I don’t remember.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

One can build peace within.

How I do it, is to forgive everyone of everything so that I can put peace in my heart mind and soul.

That’s where I start.

Lavender is calming.

I have a lavender candle, fabric softener, and febreeze.

I use incense. Personally I like Dragons Blood. Use whatever you want.

I smoke weed.

I smoke about a half ounce a week.

That’s not much.

I roll two hits worth of weed into my cigarettes.

If you don’t smoke tobacco, do not start.

If you don’t smoke weed, start, or you can use edibles and drinks and all kinds of shit.

At times doing this I get pissed as pissed gets.

This is when I let go of everything.

I say it until I do it.

While my mind is focus on letting go I let go of what was pissing me off. I can go back into my peace that I have built.

Looking for peace, one will only find things that drive one from peace.

Building peace within oneself is the only way to find it.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

If you can hold on, hold on.

The Killers really did it with this one.

I want to shine on in the hearts of men.

The cold hearted boy I used to be.

The lyrics are my life, and the lives of others.

I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.

I used to have this blog called Souldiers 4 Peace.

This is what I want more than anything, peace.

Peace from the wars, peace from the lies, peace is what I truly want most in this life.

Others feel as I do.

We need to meet up.

It’s fucked up knowing what I do. That this is going to get worse before it gets better.

It’s a cycle and either we blow ourselves up, or we figure out collective shit out.

I don’t know what to do about the narcissists.

I’ve never known a narcissist to heal from this condition. One has to break their ego.

Narcissists believe they are always right with anything they say. Press them with the truth and you’ll see what happens.

This is most disconcerting.

How do we get pass this?

One idea, kill all the narcissists to give the rest of the world a chance.

Or we could open the asylums and put them in there.

If we continue to let the narcissists run shit, we’re as fucked as fucked gets.

We need Souldiers.

Let your soul shine.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Supertramp is the one responsible for this.

Give a little bit of my life for you.

See that man with the lonely eyes take his hand you’ll be surprised.

I give of my life to everyone, we all do.

We all do everything I do.

I do stuff others can’t do.

The are others that can do the stuff I do.

I may have a unique perspective, however I’m a long way from being unique.

I love that I’m not unique and I have a unique perspective.

Trying to be unique is a fools quest.

I’ve been on that quest most of my life.

Hence why I know it to be a fools quest.

Will they learn from my foolishness?

I don’t know, each has the choice to make.

Every choice has choices behind it, however first this choice must be made.

That’s how synchronicity works.

Every choice opens up new choices.

If you don’t see new choices, what choice have you made?

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

I loved Velvet Revolver.

Set me free because I think you need my soul.

Let’s look at this.

I’m a soul healer by trade.

When one has sex, one exchanges a piece of their soul with every sexual partner.

We build soul mates. We do not find them.

This is a fact that doesn’t give two shits about your opinion.

That means argue with me and find painful truth.

Now, I’m a soul healer, you’d think I would find a way to get your soul facets back.

Indeed I do.

I reclaim all of my soul facets and give back all soul facets that are not mine.

Say this once a day for 21 days and your soul is free an clear.

I’ve been married 4 times, and I cleaned the fuck out my soul.

I’m not about to fuck up my own soul because I think t I need a piece of ass.

That’s what I used to do during the spring.

For the last ten years I’ve been celibate.

There is no woman that can get into my pants.

Not one that I’ve met.

That is very disconcerting for me.

You read me, you know I’m as fringe as fringe gets.

Thank you by the way for reading me.

Last week I faced my fear. Exposing myself to those who read me.

I actually do spend a lot of my time telling entities to fuck off.

But there’s the ones that assist me.

I can take a ton of physical pain .

I heal as I heal.

Let me explain.

Using my Reiki transmuting the stuff I take on as an Empath into pure love healing energy that the universe really loves as I sit in peace allowing it to flow from me like an orb. Reaching the edges of the universe nearly instaneously like a wave.

Ups and downs, amplitude, that’s what we called it in the Air Force. Upper and lower amplitude.

However it’s 3d. There is no up or down.

Think outer space.

No up or down.

Gravity is why we use up and down.

The gyres giving gravity to hold the universe together and it’s expanding.

What created the gyre?

My opinion.

The universe came together as one big ball of light. It got bored.

How do make the universe again, but this time make infinite?

The gyres. Black holes that recycle matter crushing it down to the gyre.

It’s why when a black hole has an injection, it’s injecting stuff back into the universe for more creation.

Never coming back to that ball of light again.

If someone has something better, I’ll listen.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Neil Diamond is a master and a half and that’s my opinion.

I was thinking about th who’s in my life where love is concerned. Spring is in the air.

For an Empath it’s murder.

I’ve been celibate for over ten years and every spring I just want to fuck like a mad man.

I feel for other empaths.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Duran Duran is a band that I like a couple songs and I can do with out the rest, however this song speaks to me.

Yesterday I gave everyone a view into my life.

I was terrified.

Now, I’m good.

I get that people such as me exist in numbers greater than anyone thinks. However, I don’t get to talk to many.

I appreciate the ones that are such as me.  It gives me hope.

As I look for the ordinary world I have learned to survive.

What is the ordinary world?

I live the extraordinary.

Well, that’s my opinion.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Thank you to The Killers for this one.

I’m getting ready to write Abnormal Psychology of a Conduit Part 3 tomorrow and I was talking myself up as I smoked.

Reminding myself that there is a PhD in psychology with 30 years experience that learned when I spoke.

I get psychology, why people do what they do. It’s why I don’t get mad anymore.

I used to get pissed as fuck. Then I learned why they did it.

Throughout my life as I understood why, it didn’t make me any less pissed off.

That took years of building my patience.

Speaking of which, I texted my son yesterday and still haven’t heard back.

Understanding that he has had several concussions and has a memory issue, I can be patient.

There are times when one is not in ones life on a daily, one forgets shit.

That’s a responsibility issue for me. I work to remember shit.

I work at my life and even relaxing takes concerted effort.

Right now I’m not relaxed because I’m nervous because I have no fucking clue what in the blue holy fuck I’m going to write tomorrow.

However I’ve done this before and it’s how I always write so I got nothing to worry about.

That’s weird.

I truly have nothing to worry about.

Fly like an eagle by The Steve Miller Band started.

Time keeps on slipping into the future.

Now only goes forward and there is no pause button.

Shinedown is one of my favorite bands and this song is a reason why.

Today the daily prompt asked me one word I would ban.

I chose the word nigger.

A word has no power until emotion gives it power. I think of George Carlin and what he said about the word.

George was brilliant. His way of looking at words is why I loved him so much.

I get I look white. I’m not white by a long shot.

And I have taken so much shit for looking white by the racists of the world.

For the record my genealogy is in part a secret even to me. I could get one of the DNA kits.

It comes up every so often, typically in February.

What I do know for certain is that I’m Asian, Persian, Eastern European, African, Cherokee, Dutch, French, English, Scottish and Irish. I’m a mutt and a half.

I’m definitely not white. I’m as multiracial as it gets.

Call me a sinner, call me a saint.

I would change my ways no nevermind.

I’ve changed my ways so much.

I’ve lived like a gypsy, always looking for something else.

I’ve gotten tired of starting over. I’ve started my life over several times.

At 50 it’s starting to hurt. Starting.

I guess this means I can change again.

I love Chico. It’s my hometown.

Why would I ever want to leave?

I wouldn’t.

I live my choices whether I want to or not.

Call me a sinner, call me a saint.

It’s a matter of opinion.

That I love Chico, that’s an opinion.

I love that opinion and I’ll argue anyone that Chico might be fucked up as anyplace, but it’s got Bidwell Park.

I’m putting down roots.

No roots by Alice Merton, I think, comes to mind. That was my life.

This is my life and I love it.

That means I need a new them song for my life.

I’ve gone and I’m going.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

I want to thank Poison for this one.

Then the next song is One by Creed.

The only way is one.

We are a single ogamism

We are in a gyre.

Gyres make up everything. This is why we have an electromagnetic field that encapsulates us.

Why wouldn’t we be living in a gyre?

For those that don’t know, a gyre is the smallest subatomic particle. A gyre is also a singularity or black hole.

Trillions of gyres make me up.

What consciousness exists in a gyre?

Here’s what I think, I can’t prove it, however, I believe in it.

How do I know it’s true?

I don’t.

This is that leap of faith.

God is the gyre and the gyre is God.

God is in everything.

We are souls having a human experience.

Everything we do is spiritual experience.

It goes up and down like a spiral.

I’m just a soul healer, that means I could be wrong, and if I am I will be glad to know the truth.

The thing is, I don’t think that I am.

I think I nailed it.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

When love is on your side…

Oh how I would give up ten years of celibacy for one night with Dorothy.

It’s true, when love is on your side it’s a beautiful life.

I’ve seen it in my life. I love everyone, I’m in love with everyone. I don’t like many people, but I’m still in love with them.

Anyone who has ever had a significant other knows exactly what I’m talking about.

What does it mean to have love on your side?

First off, fuck off romantic love, that’s lust mixed with love.

That’s when you know how much you love when you don’t even care about sex.

Love is gravity.

Gravity can create a mirror.

The mirror will be distorted.

What you see is your love given form.

As people give love you can see them.

As you give love in everything you do.

What is it you don’t like about one?

That’s inside of you too.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Halestorm is driving this.

I stopped and waited for the next song which is Don’t walk away by Electric Light Orchestra.

I’m not sure I can explain in a way that others will understand what this means to me.

My redemption, what did I need to redeem myself of?

A good chunk of my life.

While on my redemption tour I have a friend who is a good person except their views on the opposite sex and they don’t mind getting their hands dirty, doing illegal things.

That’s what I’m walking away from.

Think about that person that likes to piss you off, that’s what this person does to me.

That’s why I’m walking away.

It’s for my own good.

I did some shit for this person that they can’t even acknowledge.

That was my lesson to learn.

If my life had a theme song, Whitesnake hit it.

I’ve said many times over that this is my theme song.

I don’t like to waste time. However, patience has taught me to wait, and waiting gives opportunity.

Think about it.

If one has to wait for years for something, one appreciates that something that much more.

Instant gratification does nothing for the soul.

I’ve waited for years for some things in my life and I’m still waiting for others.

I have had time on my hands, what do I do with it?

Find something you enjoy and do it. Find other things you enjoy while waiting.

Waiting has been a mode of life for me since I was a child. Then the military, hurry up and wait.

I’ve waited for so long that when I get guidance that says “Stop waiting, they’ll be waiting on you.”

Really, I don’t think so. I could be wrong, but why in the blue holy fuck would people be waiting on me?

I’m not that special, I get I’m smarter than most people which is not a good thing.

Why, I just want to ask the same question  over and over.

I get the answer I’ve been given, I just don’t like it.

However, I do get it.

I’m about to get busy as shit and I’ll enjoy the fuck out of it.

I’m a workaholic. If I don’t have shit to do, I do nothing and that stresses me out.

It used to, now I’m at peace with nothing to do.

I figured out how to relax and enjoy my company.

Here I go again and I have no clue where I am going to or how in the blue holy fuck to get there.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Belly is the band that no one knows but I do.

This song has a ton of meaning hidden within it.

I used to tell a story about what it means to be a king or a queen.

Lords and Ladies and they were the ones to take care of the people and the land.

The lord of the lord’s was the king and the lady of the ladies was the queen.

King and Queen were never found in the castle and wore no crowns. Instead they wandered through their kingdom helping people.

As the helped them they got to know them. Had they been good and decent people after they left something good would happen to them.

Had they been disloyal, and running a foul of the kings law, something horrific would happen to them.

King and Queen, what was their power?

Their anonymity. Had people known they were in presence of the king and queen the king and queen wouldn’t have gotten to see what they saw.

The moral of the story, do what you should be doing because you never know when the king and the queen will come by and you won’t even know they are there.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

This album is one of my favorites of all time and thank you Jim Steinmann and Meat Loaf for this one.

Listening to the title track, I can see myself tearing…

From when I had my stroke until now, I feel like a bat out of hell. I’m breaking out of my mind.

I don’t know if I could ever explain what it’s like to be on path and then have a stroke and lose the ability to speak.

Oh well, I’ll deal with it, I do anyway. That’s what I appreciate about myself. I deal with shit.

I figure out what I should do, and then I do it. I never make excuses even though I could, but that only hurts me in the end and that hurts others.

It’s why I do what I do.

I get why kill your conscience from Shinedown is playing. Followed by brilliant.

I don’t know if others will get it, but I do. It’s my life and if you had had my life, you would get it.

Be grateful that you have your life, not mine. My life is difficult to love and I’m grateful for my life.

I work to be a gift for others.

I got the gift of life.

Why not be a gift with my life?

If we all did this…

Bob Seger takes up a lot of my play list.

I’m taking the day to let my mind come up with various ideas to make my life better.

Now, I love my life, and I want it to get better.

I need to better if I’m ever going to have my life get better.

I’m getting better daily. A little bit at a time.

Never discourage any one who makes continual progress even if it’s you.

Never discourage yourself from a thing.

You know how brilliant you are, they don’t, buy you do.

I get it and thank you.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

The Who knew what an empath was as this song shows.

It’s believed that 20% represent empath.

I asked the question when do we, the empaths stop making their world better for them and start making the world better for us?

I think about that and it sounds like a war brewing.

In fact it is a war and we have had to hide ourselves or face ridicule.

I’ve heard it so many times.

That’s it’s become more accepted, is a move in the right direction.

I still feel how angry I am about the fact that I can’t put empath, telepath and medium on a job application and expect to get hired.

Now, I’m over it.

It’s been 13 years since I realized what I am.

It’s been a glorious 13 years.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Lord how I love me some Shinedown.

Evolution is all there is.

Let’s dive in to see if I know what in the blue holy fuck I’m talking about.

We have all had something chaotic happen.

Where does the chaos come from?

What is it that starts the chaos?

Did it come from a previous evolution?

Let’s say it did for arguments sake. This is my argument. My point as it is.

If that chaos started from a previous evolution then what we do in the face of this chaos tells the universe whether or not we are ready to evolve.

Chaos is the agent of evolution.

Without chaos there could be no evolution.

Hence why those who live consistent lives do not evolve.

They can, but it will take longer.

Where did the original chaos happen?

The beginning of the universe.

Chaos is what makes the universe such a fascinating place.

Now, if one knows how to manage chaos, one will evolve.

Learn to manage chaos.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

The Disturbed version was playing when I got back in.

Silence, silence is what happened today. My son needed to talk. When it comes to my son, I drop everything and he gets my undivided attention.

I cut the music off.

It has something to do with being 20 and he’ll be fine.

It’s unexpected my son actually needs me to be me and be his dad.

At 20 my son is as independent as he can be, I haven’t heard from him in 3 weeks which is no biggie.

When I was 20 I called my parents once a week. That was 30 years ago. Now if I get a text here and there, I’m good with it.

Thank you to those who liked the teaching.

Once a week.

I promise, once a week. I will not start writing 6 pieces a day like I used to.

Once a week you will get 4 pieces from me.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Thank you Van Hagar.

I don’t get some women. Sweetheart has not shown for work in the last couple days. I found her on Facebook and asked how her mother was doing. Then I said I wanted to be friends. If you don’t reply I’ll never bother you again.

My medicine by the pretty reckless is playing and I get it.

I’m a hardcore romantic. I buy flowers just because. I write poetry. I cook, I clean, I give full body massages. I’m a tantra master.

And I’ve been celibate for over 10 years now.

4 wives.

That has looking for the one. The one that gets me.

There have been several, several, several women that have applied to my mine.

Here’s the thing about valentine’s day, if you need one day a year to show someone how much you love them, what in the blue holy fuck are you doing with anyone?

My wives, and girlfriends can tell you that I never missed a birthday, anniversary, anything that was important to her.

I didn’t care, but she cared and that was enough for me.

I get I’m a rare commodity. I’m a gentleman who is intelligent. A gentleman who knows how to treat a lady, and will only accept a lady.

A lady needs no make up.

I loved my wives for what they looked like without makeup more than with.

Foolin’ by Def Leppard is playing.

My playlist has it in for me.

I should stop now before…

Today I went out to smoke and the power went out.

However I did get a nasty piece of plastic out of my finger finally.

Now the power is on.

What you give by Tesla came on.

You do get what you give.

I look at my coworkers and I see a bit of of me in them.

I see the dude who couldn’t be any duder if wasn’t such a great dude at 25.

Then there’s the smart ass I was, you think he gets away with a damn thing with me?

He made me laugh once, but he didn’t know.

Then there’s the madame. She’s living her dream.

Then there’s the guy that I once was. Several of the guys I once was.

I got better.

Then there’s the two that i get it, but I wish I didn’t.

I love my life.

I love that my boss is left handed like me.

I get the dude who offered me ride and he is a dude for sure.

And I caught a couple dudes that reminded me I’m not the only one.

Working at Walmart has been fun. It’s beat the shit out of me. However, it’s a job I enjoy.

Always the masochist, just beat me, whip me call me Susan.

Actually on second thought, no.

That used to me.

I’m not sure what wally world has for me next, but it will fun.

No matter what you do, no matter where you go, have fun, if it’s not fun, make it fun. Because no one likes to work.

I’ve been saying this for more than 35 years.

I figured it would catch at some point.

Actually no I didn’t and I’m glad it never did. Then I would have to find a new way to say it.

I do this. When something I say gets around to the point where others are saying it, a friend once told me her daughters called it Jimisms. That’s when I knew I had get some original material.

I’m always on. Even when I’m not, I am.

The shows I’ve put on, the shows I will put on as a performance artist.

Everything is art.

Everything.

And I’m doing just fine.

I love The Killers and that’s one band I’d love to see. Mr. Brightside was playing when I came in.

Coming out of my cage, this really hits home with me. I feel as if I’ve been caged for five years. Since my stroke.

Now I have two projects for the weekends that are going to take a lot.

Let me explain.

I understand at this level and it’s a high as fuck level.

I need to get, for lack of a better word, stupid. I have an IQ of 215.

For me conversation that isn’t about something scientific, spiritual, or from one my favorite TV Shows or movies or music.

If you can introduce me to new music, I’ll be your friend.

My favorite shows are the Star Treks, Andromeda, Farscape, Stargate SG-1.

At one point I had down loaded all ten seasons of SG-1. I have seen the entire series several times.

One of my favorites is when the have a show about the Stargate, called Wormhole Extreme. Carter, says it would be a great front for the program. If any gets wise they can blame the show.

I think about putting myself in front of people to hide. I’ve done it before.

Like, I really think there is a program, whether or not it’s Stargate, or something else. Now I can’t confirm it, it’s an idea the show have me with that episode.

What if?

The Who with Baba O’Riley.

I’ve done a ton of arguing over the course of my life. I’ve won more than I lost. I learn when I lose.

I need someone to beat me in an argument.

I want to learn.

Sweetheart showed up for work tonight and gave me Chinese food, my favorite.

I don’t know why she is just amazing.

That’s how I know I’m in love.

Like a teenage wasteland.

The fucked up thing her name is the same as one of my wives, the one I liked the most.

So I’m looking at how I’m going give instruction for The Book of Khaos Majick. I think I will take a page from me, and I’ll do it here.

I’ll be doing this once a week. On Saturday.

You feel I don’t want to do it, but I’m going to because there are those that will be able to understand with a little instruction.

The same thing goes with Abnormal Psychology of a Conduit. Saturday. This i actually look forward to. I figure I’ll learn by teaching.

With my life, it’s typically what I do. Learn by teaching.

The teaching is done by what I channel using my mouth.

Man in the mirror has been playing whole I’ve been writing this.

So will sweetheart invite me out as friends?

I really hope so.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

I take spirituality seriously.

I’m not a serious person, but I can be.

Everything is situational.

I look at giving instruction on spirituality and I don’t want to do it. If I fuck up, I fuck their lives up. I don’t want that responsibility, but I’ll take it.

Responsible.

I’m responsible.

The understandings that come through as I write about this tells me I’m doing the right thing. It’s my decision and I’ve made it.

Fuck it, I’m doing it anyway even though it scares the shit out of me.

Fuck fear.

What’s next?

I was talking to myself. This is what I was saying.

“I’m smoking God, God lit my cigarette, God is in everything.”

I needed to remind myself of that.

Does this mean I’m God?

Yes, but that dog, that dog is God as well. That shit that you don’t want deal with, that’s God that you don’t want to deal with.

I was reading the blog/book I wrote, The Book of Khaos Majick.

It’s a spiritual guide for spirituality. If you understand what it says you don’t need me.

This is the shit I don’t want to deal with, those who need me to instruct them.

That’s Gods and Gods that need me to give instruction.

That’s exactly what I fear most.

I haven’t said fuck it, and I’m thinking about it. I know me, if I’m writing about it, fuck it, I’ll do it.

I have been setting myself for this and it was a sweet set up and I’m grateful for the set up.

So God is in everything and what we as individuals manifest through our words and actions is shared among the shared reality shared by all.

Get your head around that, all.

Every living, non living thing in the entire universe shares this reality.

Who am I to say a thing about a thing?

If you’ve read me, you know. If not, find someone who has.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

This is The Book of Khaos Majick. Scroll all the way down the start.

https://thebookofkhaos.wordpress.com/

As much as this title is weird as fuck, it describes my life and thank you Sturgill Simpson for this one.

The next song Peace Easy Feeling by the Eagles.

I started writing a text book, and I like to write blog, so I’m writing on this blog.

The Abnormal Psychology of a Conduit.

I had an issue with abnormal, but I figure I’m not normal so abnormal it is.

This is scary shit.

Fuck it, I’m doing anyway.

This is how I got to be me. A series of scary shit and I said fuck it, I’m doing it anyway.

Why let fear paralyze me?

It makes no sense. I push through it knowing I got to do it. I can let the fear make it a miserable experience or I can push though the fear by saying fuck it.

In that moment I take the power back. I know I will survive whatever, so now it’s time to do it.

That takes less than a fraction of a second for my mind to set it’s course. Once my mind is made up, there is no changing it unless one can show a more efficient way.

Fear is not efficient. However fear can cause one to find efficiency. It can motivate one to know the most efficient way to do something.

I fear writing an actual text book, all the reviews and peer reviews and shit like that. Fear has given me the efficient way to write it, on my blog.

I figure if anyone can understand what I write, why should I charge anyone for anything I write?

I can come up with justifications left and write. I’ve already done that.

This is it.

This is why I don’t make money for being a Táltos. In ancient times a shaman would have another job because what he did for people he wouldn’t  charge them.

Those who need, need.

It is a mockery of shamanism that any one shaman makes a living as a Shaman.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Thank you Mr. Steve Winwood for this adventure into my mind that has been strategically twisted.

I’m on one tonight.

Evolved.

Would you consider an evolved being to be inferior, superior, or the same as any other being?

Let’s dive in.

How does one quantify inferior and superior?

Telepathic communication.

Communicating with images in the mind with emotional concepts. No language.

If one can’t do this, is one inferior to one that can?

For me, I used to think I wasn’t a telepath. At one point in life I would have felt inferior to another that was a telepath.

Understanding that one can communicate without words across the universe, that would make that one superior.

Why?

Communication is how we evolve.

How we communicate says everything about us.

As humans we like to feel superior to everything.

The idea that we’re inferior never crosses our minds.

Look at Dr. Steven Greer and his documentaries.

If that doesn’t tell you how inferior we are, nothing will until they show up.

For me, I’m waiting patiently for them to show the fuck up already.